I really like this picture. I guess I could live without the blurry/picked apart daisy, but the expression just makes it worth the fuzz.
It also makes me think about all the times I got flowers sent to me. Once after having Mason. I don't recall what kind they were, but I know they were pretty and came in the cutest vase ever.
Another time Mason's dad got pink roses sent to me for no reason at all. The last time I got flowers was when he died. I guess they weren't all sent to me personally, maybe they were? I don't know the rules when it comes to death, but I do remember how much I hated the smell of my house for days afterwards. It's funny how situations can change your reactions to things.
Another time Mason's dad got pink roses sent to me for no reason at all. The last time I got flowers was when he died. I guess they weren't all sent to me personally, maybe they were? I don't know the rules when it comes to death, but I do remember how much I hated the smell of my house for days afterwards. It's funny how situations can change your reactions to things.
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